Friday, April 1, 2011

That's what I've been getting on a daily basis from on Mr. Palmer. It makes my day. Always. I LOVE that he called them LOVE notes before I did. I LOVE his little, BIG heart!

About three weeks ago, out of the blue, Palmer decided to write me a note. Not a word. A note. One full sentence. Subject and verb. Then, apparently, on his own, he decided to write an apology note to his brother. TOO SWEET. To make it even sweeter, he left it on Peyton's backpack for him to find the next morning:

The notes haven't stopped coming and I love it! I got one stuck to me the other night in the middle of the night. It was an apology note from him for being ugly before bed. He woke up in the middle of the night and wrote it -- even sweeter, but I hate that it bothered him so much he woke up in the middle of th enight to write me the note (I have no idea where he gets this from!!!!) We had one stuck to our bedrooom window. I'm pretty sure even Brooke, the dog, got a love note the other night! He even gave one to B.B. while we were visiting.

Every day, I put a note in the boys lunchbox. Simple messages -- I love you. Have a great day. 5 more days till your birthday. Great game. So proud. Little messages I thought they weren't reading, until the day I didn't send one. They missed not getting it. Both boys mentioned it to me. Apparently, they were reading them. Palmer was imitating them and Peyton was writing me notes back. The one stuck to the "unused" napkin the other day said "Very awesome Mom." LOVE IT!

This is why God gave me boys! He knew I needed love notes to keep going. I don't care that I don't understand what they say sometimes, it still makes my day. And my life.

Beautifully Blessed and Truly Thankful to get love notes stuck to me in the middle of the night,Chasity

PS...This is the one I keep on my computer at work. It reminds me of what is truly important. I'm a Moey!

Perfectly Phillips

I'm Chasity... Wife to Brent | Mother to Peyton and Palmer | Daughter to Barbara and Gerald | Daughter-in-law to Mary Kay | Sister to Chris | Sister-in-law to Jody, Reid and Linda | Aunt to Kira and Dylan | Friend to those who want to be my friend | Most importantly, Child of God! Among all of these things, I'm...well, let's see...all about preserving memories (hence this blog). I'm a Florida (sunshine) girl living in Nashville, TN. Proud Florida State graduate (GO SEMINOLES!) I'm definitely a Type A person that wishes, wishes, I could be a Type B, but then again, 13 years ago, I married a Type B, so we make a perfect pair! And our boys...Peyton's little Brent and Palmer is me made over! The Lord has blessed our family with more than I ever imagined! ALL my boys are my heart!

This is Brent. I married him for his heart. He's my best friend (and sometimes my 3rd boy). He's the boys' best friend. He's a hard worker and big kid all rolled into one. He's wild. He's crazy...usually the life of the party. He's a Type B personality, which makes for a very interesting relationship. We've learned over the years how to push each other's buttons, but at the end of the day, we also know how to make each other smile. How to lean on each other. How to love one another!

This is Peyton Bailey. He's Little Brent in the making all the time. His love language is "gifts" and his favorite food is "cereal." He's a negotiator like no other. He's usually very laidback (except when Palmer is driving him crazy). He's your typical firstborn...he wants to do everything perfectly. He'll push to see how far he can get, but does it very cautiously. He's the world's biggest Seminole fan and future FSU Seminole baseball player. He's a good kid and my future "pastor." God gave me Peyton so that I would want another child...

This is Palmer Bailey. He's 7 and STILL VERY GOOD AT IT! He's me made over...kind of scary sometimes, but I understand him...we get each other! His love language is the same as mine, "words of affirmation." His favorite food is "pancakes." He's a smart little booger and stubborn as all get out. He and Peyton are opposites. He's my "spirited" child, drama prince and future "broadway star." He does everything at 100% -- laughs, cries, loves, screams -- nothing is half way. God gave me Palmer so that I would wait to have more children...and yes, I'd have another one just like him!

This is Brooke Somersby. She's lost her Mom and Dad in the last two years and handled it with grace. She's the owner of our house...we just live in it with her. She's a terrible guard dog. A bread stealer. A food swiper, and all together spoiled rotten. She wouldn't have it any other way. To us, she's part of our world. To her, we are her world.